I intended to collect 2020 Haiku poems into a book and publish it
quarterly, after the world tilted toward a new trajectory due to novel
coronavirus, as you will see, my writing shatters slowly returning to
freestyle rhyme and longer pieces, trying to make meaning of the new
world of 2020 and what lies beyond the horizons.
On reflection
my first explicit mention of the virus is in the following lines from
February 2nd: coronavirus / spreading like racism flu / check your
prejudice / solidarity / with all east asian people / li sao for
sorrow." These scrawls you track my attention moving with the spread of
the virus and its potential impact and its dangers, within creative
works and social media posts curated for your quarantainment, culled
from blog poems, tweets and rants fresh.
For the record, my best
guess is a Pangolin and a Bat spawned a new chimera near a Chinese a wet
market, and since that moment power hungry greed heads have been trying
to figure out how to twist the pandemic to forward their goals. Please
consider my chronological diary of writings on Covid-19 as a testament
to one individual trying to make sense of the available data. Stay safe,
and keep supporting each other. Be nice. Thanks.
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CORONA SLAYER By Squintin Quarantino (Poetry)
